"If you want the Thousand Souls Blade, it depends on whether you can catch it!" Dongfang Zimo shouted, and the divine magic aura condensed on his body, holding the Thousand Souls Blade in his hand, he slashed out a sword energy of the dead soul, and flew up into the sky.
The same is true for the Dharma of the gods.
The white-robed man was originally overjoyed, but his expression changed slightly when he saw the two sword qi coming towards him. Especially the sword qi that made ghosts cry and wolves howl made his heart tremble.
"Seeking death!" the man in white robe shouted angrily, grabbed a handful of long blue hair with his five fingers, and swept it across the air, and a terrifying cold air came out.
Seeing that the two sword energies were not simple, the other three Nascent Soul cultivators also used their magic weapons to attack.
After Dongfang Zimo used the Thousand Souls Blade, his face turned white for a moment, and he released the Tianbao Escape Light without thinking and fled, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
A dazzling light emitted from the night sky, a cold air swept around, and all the vegetation for several miles around condensed into frost.
In front of the white-robed man, there were only a few scattered sword winds left from the two surging sword qi, but they were all frozen in the air.
The man in white robe was wearing the aura of the late Nascent Soul, which directly shattered those sword winds.
"Hmph!" The man in white robe looked at the direction Dongfang Zimo was leaving, snorted coldly, and turned into a cold light that cut through the sky.
Although the other three Nascent Souls were a little wary of this man's attack, they could not give up in the face of the temptation of the Tongtian Lingbao. After hesitating for a while, they also chased after him.
Although Tianbao's escape speed was astonishing, he was still somewhat powerless when faced with the pursuit of four Nascent Soul monks.
"Master Yu Heng, why don't you sit down with me and discuss it carefully? If you are willing to hand over the Thousand Souls Blade to me, I can save your life." The charming woman said in a soft tone.
"Fairy Li, that person who was one of us back then, with his temperament, do you think he can do what you want?" The man in gray robe said sarcastically to the charming woman.
"Shut up!" Li Xianzi snarled and glared at the gray-robed man. Seeing that Dongfang Zimo in the distance did not respond, the woman named Li was also very angry.
"Huh? It turns out to be an ancient unicorn with the blood of a true dragon. No wonder it can be so fast." After chasing for a while but still unable to catch up, the white-faced scholar suddenly discovered the origin of the spiritual beast under Dongfang Zimo.
"Ancient Qilin, isn't this thing extinct in the three realms long ago?" The man in gray robe heard the words and found out that it was really like this. He shouted in great shock.
"Giggle, in that case, I am more interested in the ancient unicorn." Fairy Li covered her mouth and smiled, with a greedy look in her eyes.
"Hmph! You are thinking well. You must be planning to use that true dragon bloodline to break through in cultivation." The man in white robe glanced at the woman.
"Brother Qiu understands me." Fairy Li cast a flirtatious look at the man in white robe and said with a sweet smile.
"If we don't stop that person, I'm afraid we won't be able to do anything to him." The white-faced scholar said with a frown.
"What's so difficult about this!" After the man in gray robe said, he kneaded the formula with one hand and recited the incantation. Suddenly, an eye appeared in the middle of his eyebrows.
"The Great Technique of Moving the Sky!" The man in gray robe shouted, and a beam of light shot out from his third eye and landed on Dongfang Zimo.
Dongfang Zimo, who was in the distance, felt that the surrounding scenery had changed, and it seemed vaguely familiar.
When he reacted, he found that he was back to where he was just now.
"No!" Dongfang Zimo secretly screamed, realizing that someone had tampered with him. Just when he wanted to use his magical power to crack this weird space, four figures flashed in front of him and surrounded him.
Without saying a word, the man in white robe waved his long hair, and an ice dragon made of cold air roared towards him.
Dongfang Zimo was shocked, he clenched his five fingers, and a ball of green flame condensed out.
The flames of the demon soul directly evaporated the ice dragon into a large amount of mist.
The man in white robe was startled and stared at the demon soul flame in surprise.
"You want the Thousand Souls Blade, then go and grab it!" After Dongfang Zimo dissolved the ice dragon, he shot a shocking rainbow and actually threw the Thousand Souls Blade.
The man in white robe who was about to take action immediately turned into a ball of cold light and chased after him.
"No!" The gray-robed man's expression changed. He didn't expect that Dongfang Zimo would hand it over so easily. He yelled angrily and disappeared.
Seeing the Thousand Souls Blade appear, the white-faced scholar ignored Dongfang Zimo and left without mentioning it.
However, Fairy Li hesitated for a moment, her beautiful eyes fell on Dongfang Zimo, and she finally chose to fight for the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure.
It is only a matter of time for her to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage, but the Tongtian Lingbao is a rare treasure in the world. If she misses it, she may regret it for the rest of her life.
After Dongfang Zimo saw the woman leaving, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief. However, he did not run away in a hurry. Instead, he found a hidden place, landed on a branch, circled and meditated.
"We can only sacrifice the Thousand Soul Blade first and let these four people harm themselves." Dongfang Zimo thought to himself. He took out several bottles of elixirs from the storage bag, took them all at once, and then began to use his kung fu to refine these elixirs.
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On the other side, hundreds of miles away, after the Thousand Souls Blade flew out, it fell into the hands of the man in white robe as expected.
"Thousand-Soul Blade, with the help of this heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, who can be my enemy!" The man in white robe touched the lines on the Thousand-Soul Blade and said excitedly.
But at this moment, a huge cauldron appeared in front of him without any warning.
The man in white robe had a look of shock and anger on his face. This sudden huge cauldron caught him off guard and he was blown away. The Thousand Souls Blade fell from his hand. He was about to fall from the air when he was hit by a gray robed man.
The man caught it.
"Hahaha! I own the Thousand Souls Blade!" After the gray-robed man got the Thousand Souls Blade, he shook his sleeves and a purple flying boat appeared at his feet, turning into a ball of purple light and speeding away.
But as soon as he escaped less than a thousand feet away, he was blocked by a jade ruler a hundred feet long.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao! You also want to hinder me!" The gray-robed man snorted angrily, and the aura of the late Nascent Soul bloomed from his body, pressing down on the white-faced scholar not far away, as if he was weighing a thousand pounds.
The white-faced scholar was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. When he was suppressed by this powerful aura, his face turned ugly. However, after condensing a layer of spiritual light to protect his body, the discomfort disappeared.
"Brother Ouyang is joking, that is a magic treasure that can reach the sky. I can make it be taken away before your eyes." The white-faced scholar said calmly.
"Hmph! You ignorant guy! Anyone who blocks my way will die!" The man in gray robe heard the words and shouted angrily. He made a secret with one hand and the huge cauldron floating in the air turned around and became dozens of feet in size, moving towards